21 today! (not)
It's that time of year again. I'm celebrating my birthday by marking exam papers all day (a lovely consequence of having my birthday at the end of May is that for years I had to sit exams on my birthday and now I end up marking the bloody things).
This evening I will be getting drunk at home alone, breaking all the mirrors of the house and listening to a mix tape of Judy Garland until the mascara runs down my face and I collapse into a sobbing, heaving wreck on the floor. That is the traditional way for a gay man to celebrate his 35th birthday.